Arabella Sheraton grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, Arabella has found both enjoyment and inspiration in sparkling, witty Regency novels. She also loves history and generally finds the past more fascinating than the future. Arabella wrote her first Regency romance to entertain her aged mom who loved the genre. Arabella is honoured to share the adventures of her heroes and heroines with readers.
In this charming traditional Regency romance novella, Patience Cherwell is resigned to a life of spinsterhood. Therefore, when her young friend, the lovely Lorna Hartley, comes to stay for a London season, she decides the eligible, handsome Lord Blackwood is the perfect match for Lorna. Granted, Lord Blackwood, at forty, is much older than the vivacious 20-year-old Lorna, but Patience is determined to help her young friend make a good match. So why isn’t she happy when his lordship and Lorna seem to like each other’s company? The problem is that Patience is already madly in love with his lordship! 
An unexpected invitation arrives for Lorna and Patience to attend Lord Blackwood’s Valentine Ball. This is the perfect moment for him to propose to Lorna. Mysteriously, a corsage arrives from an anonymous admirer. Who is it for? And what will be the outcome for the wearer at Lord Blackwood’s Valentine Ball?
This novella is the prequel to The Lady’s Revenge.
Snippet:
Her companion did not make
conversation, and Patience was content to glide across the dance floor, clasped
in his arms. She truly did feel as if she were floating, but something else was
happening. The man’s nearness, the scent of his cologne, his voice when he had
spoken all began to coalesce in her mind. She glanced up at his face, so close
to hers. His chin! There was no mistaking the cleft. It could not be Lord
Blackwood. It should not be Lord Blackwood. It must be someone who closely
resembled him. But what if it were? This was a terrible mistake! How had he
chosen her for the Valentine waltz instead of Lorna? Lorna twirled past in a
cloud of pink, her head thrown back as she laughed at something her partner
said. The man she was dancing with had fair hair! She had seen Lorna earlier
with the same man. Everyone had blundered tonight. Perhaps the posies had been
mixed up. Her heart began to thud. Soon the dance would end, and what was she
to say to him? He probably expected to see someone else in her place.
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